Her Stepmother Sent Her to the Duke as a Joke – He Offered Her a Chair Before He Said a Word

her. He pointed a long, ink-stained finger at the chair.

“Sit.” Norah blinked.

The command was sharp, but not cruel. It was the tone of a man addressing a stray dog shivering in his barn.

“Your grace, the letter will still be unread in 5 minutes.”

“You are dripping on my floor, Miss Hawthorne. Sit down before you catch pneumonia in my study. I loathe paperwork,continue reading …